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I can't help myself
I keep ending up in Memorial Park
Breaking finger nails while I claw at the frozen ground
Because as long as I'm home
I can dig up these bones
There's no point to just letting go
And as long as you've known me I've been backing out slowly
I won't end up underneath the snow

I was peddling sugary drinks to all the little kids for weeks,
spending late nights at the factory,
making fat stacks for my family,
but now my wife's been getting shady.
That trick-ass mark don't call me baby.
I'll sit by the window sill and if she's got another man,
then juice will spill.

Moved all my shit into my parent's basement
And out of our old apartment
I know things changed but I'm not sure when
I guess you'd call this regression
I left a real job and a girlfriend
I convinced myself that I'm brave enough for all of this
Well, I spent this whole year in airports
And the floor feels like home

Cardinal crashed into my window, I think he might die
I'll plan him a funeral, I'll read his last rites
'Cause I know what he saw in that reflection of light
On the glass was a better life
Staring at a hole in your chest that's been dug there for decades
American broken promises
Caught between the lies you've been fed
And a war with your bloodstream

When you clear out all the smoke
the memories of those years
seem dimly lit like I never replaced a light bulb.

And when you clear out all the smoke,
they found me on your neighbor's lawn, rambling on,
dizzy and upset and freezing cold.
But I know how it looked when I fell to pieces around you.

Winter break always seems so cold.
I took my brother's keys and I drove.
Turned the headlights on because it's already dark at 6 PM.
I'll navigate familiar roads to the Christmas songs on the radio.
I'll turn it off for "Let it Snow." I won't be snowed in.
We're visiting some friends I haven't seen since August
to catch up on all the things we missed while we were in college.
We'll find a house party when the bars close

Two dollars, twenty-seven cents
January seventeenth, 2006
Here in a diner with my friends
Talking about how the year went
A few years later I walk in
Patty knew my drink
And she asks where the hell we've been
You used to come here every night

Well I had to have been programmed
For anything but this
And to be honest you weren't a mark I'd aim to miss
With your ten gallon hat and the spurs on your shoes
It's everything in me that wants to kill you

So lay me down, I'll smoke you out
You won't make a sound, I'll find you without

I've been leaving messages on an answering machine
in a house that's always empty, so I know nobody's listening.
I've been confessing my transgressions over tape hiss
and the silence makes me sick. No good can come from this.

I'm letting go. I've been holding on like poison ivy
out of cold suburban concrete from this careless urban sprawl.
I'm letting go. No we can't keep out of trouble.

I'm pulling wings off insects
I'm peeling back my sunburnt skin
I'll wait outside your bedroom
I hope they let me in

I'm filling your prescriptions
The orange bottles stare me down
They're standing at attention

You drove me all the way up here
'Cause you could tell that I was a mess
I wasn't going to make it to dinner
And I shouldn't be calling again
You drove me all the way back

I circled the airport a hundred times
And tried to hide the fact that I was cryin'

Rest stop in Tennessee
I found where the ignorant fucks of the world meet
For donuts and coffee
Spewing rhetoric I thought was reserved for
Westboro Baptist and lunatics like that
So you can hide behind the bible
We still know you're fucked
Inbreeding can claim this one

I woke up today and put all my shit in boxes,
It's 8am so I'm glad I wasn't out late,
I woke up today,
I guess it's good I hadn't finished unpacking all of this in the first place,

The suburbs have abandoned me,
I've had the same best friends since '93
I call he's not answering, No,

Hey thanks for everything
For putting up with me when I get cranky
I know I'm such a pain
And yeah thanks for losing everything with me
The night we went to Atlantic City
Of course it had to rain

And you think that I'm angry

It smells like it should be snowing
And I've been frequenting a diner on Main Street
Where the waitresses are girls that graduated with me
Have problems with oxy and can't recall what I had to drink
No one knows where they're going
They just know they want out of here badly
They're like cigarettes dropped on a highway
They smash and scatter and burn out somewhere else without knowing

I've been obviously on the verge of a mental breakdown this week
Stuck between your dirty sheets and back-lit memories
And I've been putting off things like getting my shit out of your apartment
I've been making up excuses about the things that you might need

And I've been trying to find out where everyone's been
But they're nowhere and I'm nothing
And I've been trying to stay as busy as I can

This town has only had this one old lonely homeless man
For as long as I can think back
He was a Vietnam Vet
He got beaten to death in Memorial Park under one of the benches
The cops all said it was probably kids
But nobody ever found them
I guess they stopped trying
And I wonder if they ever did

The fountain was off.
This is the first time I’ve been back to the city in months.
I’m trying to hold it together but irony’s found cracks in the foundation.
And you know,
I try so hard to be some great white hope
But I can’t shake the feeling that tonight I’m gonna end up shaking in bed alone.

I’m not a self-help book; I’m just a fucked up kid.

Two miles from the hotel, eight hundred from home
We're forced to call on all we know
But all we know's a joke
The van just started shaking, coughing out black smoke
We're pulling off in a parking lot cause this might just explode
Cause it's New Year's Eve and four degrees
We're stranded, hopeless
I just want some sleep

Cigarette smoke dances back in the window,
And I can see the haze on its own light
I’m conjuring ghosts on a forty hour ride home,
And they keep asking me what I’m doing with my life.

While my cousins go to bed with their wives.
I’m feeling like I've fallen behind.

There's always someone on the train with me
that wants to talk about everything when I just want to fall asleep
The train is late for the third time this week
and everyday it's raining around 9:15

I've worn these rails thin and ran for the train again
It's always late to the station

You climb six lonely sets of stairs to your apartment
after another graveyard shift in the cold dull light of morning.
You walked in just in time to catch her as she's leaving
but the schedules and the conflicts kept the roof over our heads.
And you said you were strong and naive and
If you were scared, well, I would understand.
I don't think I would have had the guts to handle it.

You're just trying to read but I'm always standing in your light.
You're just trying to sleep but I always wake you up to apologize.

I'm sorry I don't laugh at the right times.

I know how it seems when I always sing to myself in public.
I babble on like a mad man.
I know how it seems when I'm always staring off into nothing.

In case you were wondering
I can't get comfortable in my own skin
But it was bound to happen

In case you were wondering,
I'm twenty three and avoiding the bar scene,
Lycra pants, and designer jeans.
In case you were wondering,

I had to let you know,
That everyone back home
Passed on the word
Of where you went wrong.
So, from the deep south
Outside a Waffle House
I called to wish you well
And got your voice mail.

I've got this job that equates swallowing shit where I
puree food for dementia patients, and
the commute is an hour each way. I'm so
sick of taking the train.

I guess that I'm a hypochondriac, cause I'm
always sick, or at least I think I am.
I wish the Tylenol would kick in cause I'm

You've got lunch with your sister tomorrow
So we can't be up late
You don't mind if I sleep in
But then I've gotta pack my things
So I stacked a Bukowski novel on a Blacklisted LP
And this time what it looked like was just what it proved to be
You said you needed a stiff drink to take your mind off things